one sick bastard
for five days, i stayed at my dad's and nothing was wrong. then come friday morning, my tonsils were acting up again. it's a seasonal thing, only happens like once a year but when it does, it brings me down big time. usually it goes with colds, cough and sometimes flu.
so friday, i could barely talk and i had to work that night! since it's pretty difficult to look for a replacement if i called in sick, i decided to go ahead and work. what bad thing could happen anyway? one: a drug bust.
apparently, some girl was doing drug dealings in our motel! jologs naman o... and it happened on my freaking shift. got to work about half an hour early, and brandie was doing the late afternoon shift. i grabbed something to eat in burger king just across the street. saw some narcotics guys handcuffing some guys along the streets. apparently, they were in the motel trying to run away but the narcotics caught up. the narcotics (by the way, they don't wear uniforms and they have unmarked cars) stayed in that particular room so anyone knocking is pretty much a suspect. i was instructed to not transfer any calls in the room but instead, tell the calling party that the phone was unhooked in the room, and i could only take a message for them and get their names. galing, entrapment. they stayed in the motel til 3am.
slept most of the saturday morning, then went to the motel around 4pm for a christmas party. was fun :-) finally met some of my morning co-workers. went back home and slept til it's work time.
got home sunday morning and slept til midnight. technically, it's monday morning now :-) still feel kinda sick. the swelling of my freaking tonsils are down, and i don't snifle anymore. but my dry cough developed into the phlegmy kind, bad trip, pare.
well, i can't sleep. might as well read.